latelenovela Chapter 539 This is what I gave you
Chapter 539 This is what I gave you
Kong Mingxue also rolled his eyes at him.
Ever since Jiang Tongmu became a father, he has become much thicker-skinned and no longer as talkative as before.
It can also withstand teasing.
So Kong Ming learned to speak without considering whether Jiang Tongmu could bear it.
The two of them started fighting as soon as they met, like a pair of bickering lovers.
"Hey, I don't know how Bujiu did in the exam. The Imperial City is not like our place. It's still quite cold even in spring. I don't know if his body can stand it."
Jiang Tongmu sighed.
When it comes to Meng Bujiu, everyone looks worried.
Everyone is waiting for news from him.
"Don't think about it. Eat quickly and go home quickly after eating. I will return to the school in two days. The dean said that he will lecture me alone for half an hour every day. I must seize this opportunity." Kong Mingxue raised his glass, clinked it with Jiang Tongmu, and then drank it all in one gulp.
He was the only man before, and for the safety of Jiang Fubao and Jiang Wangyou, he didn't drink any alcohol. Now that Jiang Tongmu is here, of course he has to drink some wine to liven up the atmosphere.
Jiang Tongmu was not to be outdone. After he finished drinking, he turned the glass upside down to indicate that there was not a drop of wine left in it.
However, he could not drink as much as Kong Mingxue, who ran a restaurant at home, and he grimaced in disbelief because of the spicy taste.
"Brother, are you sure you can make it this year? If not, I will ask my uncle to prepare some special food for you." Seeing this, Jiang Fubao put a piece of food into his second brother's bowl and asked him worriedly.
"It's okay. The teacher's explanation is very good. If nothing unexpected happens, I will probably be on the list."
Jiang Tongmu picked up the food his sister put in his bowl and took a bite.
It's slightly sweet and a little sour, just enough to wash away the spiciness of the wine.
"Okay, as long as you have confidence, brother. Big sister, why don't you eat the ribs? This is what Brother Mingxue ordered specially for you." Jiang Fubao turned his head to look at Jiang Wangyou, and at the same time picked up a piece of ribs for her.
There were eight dishes on the table, four meat dishes and four vegetarian dishes.
Coincidentally, the four vegetarian dishes were all my eldest sister's favorites, and among the meat dishes, two were her favorites, and the remaining two were pork ribs and fish and shrimp stew.
Is it really a coincidence?
Jiang Fubao didn't believe it. Her eyes flickered and she deliberately brought up the topic.
"That's not possible. Fubao, you also like to eat spare ribs. Come, sister will pick up a piece for you." Jiang Wangyou responded quickly. She pretended to be nonchalant, but her red ears betrayed her mood.
The meal took half an hour to finish.
With Jiang Tongmu around, Kong Mingxue didn't need to send the two sisters home.
But he sent it anyway.
The four of them got on the Kong family's carriage and drove towards the Jiang residence.
At night, the shops on both sides of the road had already closed and there was no one on the street.
Without the obstruction, the carriage moved a little faster.
After a while, they arrived at the Jiang family’s door.
While his brother and sister were getting off the carriage, Jiang Wangyou stuffed something into Kong Mingxue's hand.
"What is this?" Kong Mingxue asked.
"Actually, the cake last time was made by Fubao alone. I didn't get involved. She was afraid that I would be embarrassed, so she lied and said that I made it with her. This is my birthday gift to you." Jiang Wangyou said in a low voice, quickly lifted the curtain and went down.
It was dark in the carriage, but Kong Mingxue could still see that Jiang Wangyou's cheeks were flushed.
"Sister, why are you so slow? Did something fall into the carriage?" Jiang Fubao teased. She had the most sensitive ears and when she got off the carriage just now, she actually heard the voices of Brother Mingxue and Sister.
No wonder the elder sister had been clutching her sleeves before, it turned out there was something hidden inside that she was afraid would fall out.
She smiled evilly.
"Well, the handkerchief fell off, let's go back quickly." Jiang Wangyou nodded slightly and changed the subject.
"Okay, I'm tired too, Brother Mingxue, please drive slowly on your way back. Thank you, Brother Mingxue, for inviting me to have dinner with you today." Jiang Fubao deliberately paused where he shouldn't have.
This made Jiang Wangyou's face turn even redder.
She didn't even dare to turn her head, and walked straight inside in small steps.
"What about me? Why did you miss me?" Jiang Tongmu interrupted.
"My second brother followed me here with his thick skin. Fortunately, Brother Mingxue is rich, otherwise he would have been bankrupted by you." Jiang Fubao made a face at Jiang Tongmu and then went after his sister.
"Don't stand there, go in, I'm leaving." After Kong Mingxue said this, he lowered the curtain of the carriage, and the servant immediately drove out of the alley.
Jiang Tongmu did not move, and watched Kong Mingxue leave. He did not walk into his own door until he could no longer see the shadow of the carriage.
After returning home, Kong Mingxue went straight back into the house without even having time to wash up. He took out the gift from Jiang Wangyou from his sleeve.
Looked at it carefully.
It is a purse with precise stitching, and you can tell at a glance that the embroidery is of extremely high quality.
When he opened the purse, he found a handkerchief inside. It was a dark crimson blue in hue, embroidered with white, red and black cranes and auspicious cloud patterns sewn with gold thread, which made it look very noble.
"Why are you sitting here grinning as soon as you get back?"
Wan Xian, who had just learned that her son had returned, saw her son sitting on the couch with a silly smile on his face as soon as he came in. He was holding a handkerchief and a purse in his hands, which were both of excellent workmanship.
"Hey, which girl gave it to you?" Wan Xian's eyes lit up instantly.
"No, my son bought it himself. Who would give it to me?" Kong Mingxue immediately retracted the corner of his mouth and deliberately put on a stern face, fearing that his true emotions would be caught by his mother.
"Tsk, I thought my son had finally made it and could bring me a daughter-in-law. It seems that the incense that my mother burned on the mountain yesterday was of no use at all. I can't believe what Sister Liu next door said. She also said that the temple was very effective. It's all fake!
Mom won’t go next time. My old legs are so tired that they twitch even when I sleep.” Wan Xian sat next to her son, tapping her sore calves and complaining.
"Mom, I'm tired. You should go back and have a rest. Also, don't go to these places next time. How much money did you give? If it was really useful, my son would have become the top scholar long ago."
Kong Mingxue stuffed the handkerchief into his purse and hid it in his sleeve. He looked at his mother helplessly.
When he and Bujiu were still having fun together, his mother would often go to the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha.
I beg him to be the top scorer in the imperial examination.
The fact is, even if he is given a lot of money, he still looks the same.
"Tsk, bah, bah, bah, you can't be disrespectful to the Buddha, go and apologize to him." Wan Xian slapped her son on the head.
The force is very light.
It's like scratching an itch.
He refused to leave until he forced his son to apologize.
After sending his mother away, Kong Mingxue quickly washed up and lay down on the bed.
The candle on the table was swaying slightly, and the light was sometimes bright and sometimes dim. He raised his handkerchief and looked left and right, but he couldn't see enough.
On his birthday a few days ago, the scene of making a wish came to his mind.
With a smile on his face, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
In spring, everything recovers.
Kong Mingxue, who had never thought about spring before, dreamed of spring for the first time on this day when he was twenty-one years old.